The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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rest of your day,”

my knees. to my chin. I had just taken my anxiety pills, but talking to Timothy made all their effects

Bruce flashed across the screen. I opened the text up

I’m playing nice for now, but don’t

went cold as those pixelated words sat on my screen. There had been several others

look lovely today,

you? I’m not into making calls, bad reception and all,

me, Coco. I’m

wanted to respond and tell him to back off,

that way.

grew shallower. Even from afar, Bruce

consume me, with every twisted fiber of

jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched, but I

made my way over to the front door. I took a quick peek through the peep

door, surprising the man on the other side. There was barely any time–to address him and the other people

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being blinded by

few blinks before the man is

the stubble under his chin. He had a camera dangling from his neck and a notebook tucked under his arm. “We received a tip about an

‘Evie‘ specifically?”

We’ve been looking around trying to find

eyes watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I stepped forward and looked at

even set up

camping

know all about you, Evie. There’s not way that other news station’s going to get the scoop before we do!” He lifted his camera and snapped another picture, then grinned at

people can’t be serious!”

his camera now trained on my face like. an

he could get any closer, then locked the door. for security. I knew the press was fierce when it came to a good story, but this was next level in terms of desperation. How

was welcome, whether it was cleaning or folding laundry. The

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